134. Little Miracle (2)
Tired. Tired. Tired.
Oliver closed his eyes, blurring his vision from the headache that got worse than before.
The wound healed by sucking the life force, and the body temperature was restored, but the fatigue did not recover.
I wanted to rest.
After leaving the mine, I had never thought like this, but now I definitely want to rest.
“Well then, shall we hurry a little more?”
Oliver opened his eyes and muttered.
Fortunately, the throbbing headache subsided, and blurry vision was restored to some extent.
Along with him, he saw a bald wizard whose limbs turned into steel had been horribly broken, and a caught wizard who had icicles stuck in his shoulders and knees and stuck to the wall.
I can’t remember how it happened.
‘I think I did…’
“Woo-wook…! Whoops…! 이 개새끼! On the theme of Barbary…! On the subject of inferior species……!!”
Oliver turned his head in the direction of the sound.
There, the blonde wizard was lying face down.
Perhaps it was due to his excessive loss of vitality, his golden hair had turned gray, and his well-balanced face and body looked as if he had starved for a few days.
He seemed to be quite tired, yet he did not quell his enmity and anger towards Oliver. No, it burned even more.
“You bastard…! won’t let it go Even though we lost, we’ll pay the price for touching Mattel… do you understand?! This is not the end… It’s a start!”
Oliver looked down at the blonde wizard silently, then lost interest and went to the door that looked like a safe.
Again, it looked big and sturdy.
“Well·····.”
I tapped it with my finger and grabbed it and turned it around. Of course he didn’t budge.
I tried to touch the magical hand, just in case, but there was no response.
‘Magic flows, but magic is not the key. It’s a way I’ve never seen it before.’
As Oliver was arranging his thoughts in embarrassment, he heard giggles of laughter.
He was a blonde wizard. He mocked Oliver.
“why····. Did you think you could just open it? It’s a special order from Gallos. You can’t open it unless you bring the key. Either by magic or by force.”
Oliver looked down at the blonde wizard.
He felt the humiliation and anger of losing, and great joy at not getting what Oliver wanted.
These people weren’t the only ones that were weird.
Magical form and body were also strange, but he seemed to feel more joy in the misfortunes and downfalls of others than in his own gains or improvements.
It was a way of thinking that was far from productive.
“Other researchers will come soon…. You are done!”
“is that so?”
“okay! If you want to kill me, kill me. I’m not afraid of Barbary.”
“Then, we must hurry.”
The blonde wizard asked, ‘What?’, but soon understood what he meant.
Oliver raised his hand in the air, drawing life and magical energy from the bald wizard with broken limbs and the frozen mage.
Just enough not to die.
Shh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
The blonde wizard screamed in anger at the sight of his colleagues.
“This bastard…! If it comes out like this, do you think it will end with you alone?! Everyone related to you—”
━Pigeon!!
Oliver, who said he was a blonde wizard, did his job.
After putting the extracted emotions and vitality in an empty test tube, only part of it was extracted and mixed.
Emotions, vitality, and magic the size of a grain of wheat.
A small lightning storm shook in my hand, causing a repulsion, but fortunately, I was able to press it down with force, just like a millet.
Paang–!
After a while, the three energies that had been mixing regained stability.
It was about the size of a grain of wheat from millet, but a little more grown.
But I wasn’t as happy as I thought.
I was so tired that all I could think of was that I had to finish my work quickly.
Oliver made a black suit with his other hand, and then overlaid the artificial soul over the black suit.
Perhaps because of the addition of artificial souls, the quality has improved considerably.
Oliver then concentrated his strength on his legs, waist, shoulders, arms, and quarter staff as much as possible.
━━━━Bang!
He slammed the door with all his might.
Thanks to this, the huge iron gate shook with a loud noise.
It looked fine, but Oliver felt his hand on the first blow.
“That, in such an ignorant way—”
━━━━Bang!
Ignoring the blonde wizard’s words, Oliver swung the quarterstaff again.
The slashes were crushed, and the seam between the steel wall and the steel door cracked.
“················ogue.”
Oliver, thinking of Joe, spread his legs wide and then twisted his waist to the maximum.
Then put the weight of the whole body…
━━━━━━━━ Boom!
The steel door eventually separated from the wall and shattered with a loud roar and a rustling sound.
It consumed quite a bit of stamina, but somehow it happened.
After opening the door, Oliver turned his head. To the blonde wizard.
When he made eye contact with Oliver, he was startled.
thump. thump. thump.
Oliver walked over to him, knelt down on one knee, and made eye contact with him as much as possible.
Thanks to that, I could feel his breathing, which was rough with fear.
“Everyone related to me…. I beg your pardon?”
“················ogue.”
“Well, do whatever you want.”
Oliver examined the blonde wizard’s face and emotions, then got up and entered the door.
The blonde wizard was frozen and said nothing.
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Nothing.***
Enter the broken door.
Despite being deep underground, it was quite spacious inside.
When we focus on the eyes, the emotions that can be confirmed are around ten people.
Oliver tried to find out Rothburn’s feelings among them.
“·····!”
Oliver, finding Rothburn’s feelings, trudged inside and stopped in front of a small room.
In the room, there was a note with the number 4 and the project B-4 test specimen.
A door locked with a lock.
Oliver grabbed the handle and raised the output of the black suit on the arm side, and pulled it with a bang.
The door opened with a sound, and light entered the dark space.
I could see Rothburn sitting inside with him.
He had bandages all over his body like a patient who had undergone surgery, and he was terrified and confused.
Oliver didn’t know what to say, so he said the easiest thing to say.
“It’s a little late. Rothburn.”
“················ogue.”
Rothburn looked at Oliver, frozen.
He clings to the wall in fear.
It was a look I didn’t know who it was. Oh, come to think of it, I changed the leather mask.
As Oliver was about to change his leather mask, Rothburn abruptly stood up and took him into his arms.
“Boo·······.”
Oliver saw Rothburn’s feelings.
I don’t know what was going on inside, but his emotions were a mess, as if someone had messed it up.
However, for a while. When he was embraced by Oliver, he regained his composure, illuminating emotions such as gratitude, emotion, hope, and guilt.
As his head went numb, Oliver patted him on the back and said.
“Forgive me for being late.”
“…aa”
Eventually, Rothburn burst into tears.
It’s like letting go of the feelings you’ve had for the rest of your life.
Oliver couldn’t sympathize, but he just stared at him silently and left him for a while.
Until his feelings settle on their own.
After such a long time, Rothburn eventually returned to its original state.
The confusion I had previously had disappeared as if washed away.
Oliver confirmed it, said Oliver.
“If it’s all right, can you move now? More people will come soon, so that’s a problem.”
Rothburn nodded in understanding.
“ah····! Well, please help me.”
“What?”
“Yeah, everyone else. Help. I’m begging you. please.”
Oliver was silent.
When I said other people, it seemed like I was referring to the people who are now imprisoned here.
From a rational point of view, it was right to run away with only Rossburn.
The blonde wizard was not bluffing that Mattel’s manpower would soon be flocking here.
It was cumbersome and dangerous every time we met. It was right to run away.
But that’s it. Just ignoring it worried about Rothburn’s feelings.
He was neither unaware of the seriousness of the situation nor fearless.
He understood the seriousness of the situation and was afraid.
I wanted to live more than anyone. Still, he was afraid of others, worried, and asked Oliver.
······not bad. It looked stupid and irrational, but it wasn’t bad.
Oliver remembered that more people were coming, but as Rothburn asked, he opened the door and took the others out.
whatever it will be
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The door opened and people came out. Most are in their early to mid teens.
Some were fine, while others, like Rothburn, had surgery.
Everyone was afraid to see Oliver, but luckily Rothburn calmed them down.
“Should I rescue the person in there too?”
said Oliver, pointing to the innermost door.
There was someone alone over that door.
Rothburn said counting the people.
“Yes, one is not enough. Colin.”
As soon as he heard the answer, Oliver walked over to it and opened the door.
The squeaking sound came up along with the musty smell of medicine, and I had an intuition that something was wrong.
However, the children hurriedly ran inside, not realizing it.
“brother! brother! brother! Musa…aah!!!
Rothburn looked up anxiously at the sudden scream, and then ran in. Oliver slowly followed behind him and went downstairs.
Inside was a laboratory.
A laboratory that looks more organized and expensive than Oliver’s underground laboratory.
The children were all clinging to the wall, terrified, but all eyes were on one place.
It was a child lying on a lab bench, or more precisely, something that was a child.
I was wondering how to express this.
Should we say that people are fermented like bread dough?
It was more like a lump of swollen flesh than a human.
‘····The magical energy and vitality are rushing out of the swollen place. It’s like putting a big screw in a hole that doesn’t fit.’
Oliver, who focused his gaze, thought so.
It looked like he was trying to implant something into his body, but it seemed to have failed.
“Nose, Colin. it’s okay?”
Only Rothburn walked up to the boy, trembling with fear, and said,
I had complex emotions.
While feeling disgust and fear at the ugly appearance, they desperately suppressed it and talked.
It lit up emotions such as sadness, sympathy, pity, and guilt.
Then the swollen flesh opened its mouth. Desperately grasping the faint consciousness.
“Uh, uh, how…?”
“You came to the rescue… The teacher I was talking about came to the rescue!”
“Gee, really…? Did you teach me to write?”
“uh. Really. really.”
Rothburn looked at Oliver with an answer. as if asking for help.
I was upset. I don’t know what to do though.
But he did something to stay still, and Oliver approached the ground as a just-right-quarterstaff.
The child lying on the lab bench stretched out his bloated, oozing, disgusting, filthy hand toward Oliver.
Oliver stared at the hand for a moment before holding it involuntarily.
…and he didn’t know why. Because it just seemed like it had to be.
The flesh, who was a child, said with a glimmer of joy as Oliver took her hand.
“I’m really… big, huh. ·····Gu, did you come to the rescue…? we····?”
He grabbed Oliver’s hand as if begging for a clasped hand. Oliver looked at Rothburn and the other children and answered.
“·····Yes.”
The light of thanks shines again. the boy asked.
“Oh, savior… Kerhe. Are you a savior?”
saver.
Oliver had recently learned and knew what it meant.
One of the core of Paterism.
A sacred being who sacrifices herself to help humans and those in need.
Unfortunately, Oliver wasn’t like that.
My head started pounding again.
For some reason, this lie was a little hesitant.
As he pondered whether to tell the truth, the boy spoke again.
“Wow, thank you for coming. Thank you. Savior.”
“········.”
The boy grabbed Oliver’s hand.
“Sah, please save me. Help me. Please, please, please, save me.”
Then the eleven children inside looked at Oliver at once.
As if Oliver could save it.
However, that was impossible.
He did not acquire the skill to save people, and even if he did, this boy was too late.
This was out of Oliver’s domain.
The boy begged again. ask me to live
“there····.”
“Hey, please save me. Big…. I’m too scared to die please. I’m too scared to go to hell.”
The boy burst into tears. The boy was genuinely afraid. I’d rather go to hell than to die.
Oliver couldn’t sympathize, but he could understand.
At the orphanage, I was always scolded for going to hell.
He always warned me that it was a very scary place, and that if I did not listen to an adult, I would go there and suffer for the rest of my life.
Oliver asked, taking the boy’s hand.
“What’s your name?”
The boy, who had been trembling in paroxysmal fear, answered silently.
“. . . Colin.”
“. . . Colin. I can’t save you. It’s something I can’t do. Instead, I can help you in other ways.”
“·····what?”
“Speak up. If you sincerely ask for forgiveness… I can be forgiven and go to heaven.”
“·····Really?”
“sure. I read it in the scriptures……. And there are people I know who became paladins even though they were orphans. So it will be possible.”
Oliver spoke something he didn’t know well as if it were the truth. Ironically, those words gave the boy hope.
hope of being saved.
“Please speak.”
The boy hesitated and said.
“························································ At the orphanage, I broke the director’s vase and put it on another child. Because I’m afraid of getting scolded. I’m sorry.”
“father. Forgive us our sins.”
“····I had a child who couldn’t eat because I ate one more bread. I’m hungry. I’m sorry.”
“father. Forgive us our sins.”
“There was a time when an old woman didn’t return the money that she dropped on the ground and I had it… I’m sorry.”
“father. Forgive us our sins.”
The boy listed his sins one by one. either small or large.
Oliver begged his father God to forgive him each time.
That was then. I could feel the sound of footsteps coming from beyond.
Mattel officials came in.
“Such an idiot… Even if I run away, it won’t be enough-“
“-Shhhh.”
Oliver turned his head to the new stranger and said,
“Be quiet.”
Everyone was silent.
Fridge, a warlock working as a pastor, personally i would be terrified